Ok, we got the Birdman in the building
We got Killa in the building
We got Young Weezy in the building

Ni**a, it`s B.M, J.R, Weezy, baby
Tryna see him, naw, he need to even eighty
An` I ain`t speakin` Gs, I`m talkin` M
An` I`m walkin` like a pimp in them all street tims

Man, shorty got more green than a Boston Gems
Green Austen, they don`t cost in rims
Wayne appear, ni**a put a walls in ya ear
Let ya know a f**kin` boss up in here

How much it cost for this here? How much it cost for this year?
`Cuz Me an` Stunna `bout to buy it
Put yo spoons down, cash money off the diet
I pass in a ride on triot, that`s traze
But those who was in the days when the teachers was on that pay

I`m raised in the cajun cage, with a bit of amazin` grace
An` prone to move coke at a amazin` pace
Man, my daddy, super Dave, let`s race it
Real, not have me, B. I`ma win it, I`m a champ

In the ghetto life, I`m a ghetto boy
Livin` in the ghetto me, in the ghetto streets
I`m a ghetto life, any second dog, I can blow up
For ghetto me an` you best to be watchin` me
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto life

See, I ride on them shake when I`m pimpin` them hoes
Just that Sunshine City, when I`m smokin` that dro
When it comes to this ice, real livin` his life
Get money, pimpin` hoes with these ghetto type

Ni**a, check the background, I got O.G. stripe
Just a hood rich ni**a, flippin` birds on a bike
Not survive in this world with guns, pahs an` knifes
Pour out a lil` liquor, mami lost her life

All my ni**az in the penitentiary, holdin` that life
See I`m stunnin` for my ni**az with this chromed out pipes
This swish interry foreign German lifes
An` I keep this big toolie just protect my ice

I act, a damn fool, when I`m full of that white
But it`s the Birdman, Daddy, with these ghetto stripes
Ghetto hood, ghetto pipe
Ghetto walk, with my ghetto life

In the ghetto life, I`m a ghetto boy
Livin` in the ghetto me, in the ghetto streets
I`m a ghetto life, any second dog, I can blow up
For ghetto me an` you best to be watchin` me
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto life

Ayyo, the duck just born, I need seven more leaders
C.Five, Fo` Fum an` a 74 fever
Act up though I let the 4 fever leave ya
Dice game, head crack, 64 fever

When I`m in L.A., I got 64 fever
An` a fever for the flava of a six foot diva
I told the po` to feave her, I`m about to crook
Out to just, not a chef, but I know how to cook

With the piece stocks, cook up the rocks
Seventh Delenix is hot, I done cook up the block
Send glocks to ya block, out done cook up yo spots
That`s how coke for that cook up his watch

I`m one of those, that will look up to Pac
`Cuz when I get pulled over, cook up the cops
All they say is, look at his drop
Hand on my license, look at his watch

But, thug s**t, dog, we down with Baby
We come through clownin`, baby
An` if we, surrounded babies, duck tape the kids to the wall
Then shoot circle all around the baby, Killa

In the ghetto life, I`m a ghetto boy
Livin` in the ghetto me, in the ghetto streets
I`m a ghetto life, any second dog, I can blow up
For ghetto me an` you best to be watchin` me
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto life

It`s nothin`, man, Killa, Diplomats, Cash Money, Baby, holla
Jim Jones, Santana, what`s good? Roc-a-Fella
Birdman, fly to hood near you, then they got `em cheap
Yeah, ya know, ya know, get that call out one more time